Jesse Jess - Agent on the Move - Rough and Tumble Clash - Stjepan Polic - ebook

Jesse Jess - Agent on the Move - Rough and Tumble Clash ebook

Stjepan Polic

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Night phone call used to be a trigger for another risky mission under command of young and already very famous special agent Jesse Jess or "Double J", which brought him and his team of deadly agents into Gulf of Aden. Somali waters and land were anything but hospitable for foreigners, first tries of attacking ships, kidnapping and blackmailing did happen there in the first years of 21st century. Kidnapping of Jesse s friend and his family caused big liberating operation, thousands kilometers away from home, deep in African continent and rough waters along Somali coastline. In the absence of time, when every minute did count, present situation was demanding uncertain and risky mission, rescuing of human lives and reputation of leading European detective agency, that couldn t allow kidnapping and blackmail of its owner. While some world powers conferred trying to free its citizens through negotiations with pirates, Jesse Jess decided himself to take the bull by the horns, fighting the pirates in their own attacking field, risking his live and lives of his agents as well. Made up story, leads you to Africa sailing through rough waters of the Gulf of Aden in unbelievable and amazing attempt of rescuing kidnapped family. Did they succeed and at what costs … discover on your own, riding the story which will not let you to stay composed, just opposite … it will make you a part of a team, it will make you fight together with our heroes until unpredictable end.

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JESSE JESS - agent on the move

R O U G H – A N D – T U M B L E C L A S H

I N T H E G U L F O F A D E N

COLOPHON:

Jesse Jess – Agent on the Move: Rough and Tumble Clash in the Gulf of Aden

Stjepan Polic

Copyright © 2017 by Stjepan Polic

All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

Author: Stjepan Polic, Jurjevska 58A, 10 000 Zagreb, Croatia

ISBN: 978-3-96112-856-3

Table of Contents
INTRODUCTION:
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX

INTRODUCTION:

Night phone call used to be a trigger for another risky mission under command of young and already very famous special agent Jesse Jess or “Double J”, which brought him and his team of deadly agents into Gulf of Aden.

Somali waters and land were anything but hospitable for foreigners, first tries of attacking ships, kidnapping and blackmailing did happen there in the first years of 21st century.

Kidnapping of Jesse s friend and his family caused big liberating operation, thousands kilometers away from home, deep in African continent and rough waters along Somali coastline. In the absence of time, when every minute did count, present situation was demanding uncertain and risky mission, rescuing of human lives and reputation of leading European detective agency, that couldn t allow kidnapping and blackmail of its owner.

While some world powers conferred trying to free its citizens through negotiations with pirates, Jesse Jess decided himself to take the bull by the horns, fighting the pirates in their own attacking field, risking his live and lives of his agents as well.

Made up story, leads you to Africa sailing through rough waters of the Gulf of Aden in unbelievable and amazing attempt of rescuing kidnapped family.

Did they succeed and at what costs … discover on your own, riding the story which will not let you to stay composed, just opposite … it will make you a part of a team, it will make you fight together with our heroes until unpredictable end.

Chapter I

 

 

 

Another boring day in the office in Amsterdam … I was running Horst s detective agency.

He was on vacation visiting Seychelles with his whole family … lovely wife Gloria and two sons, James and Peter. They supposed to come back in one week actually they planned to stay two weeks on Seychelles and one week somewhere else, deciding in the last moment where to go.

It was winter time in 2001 Friday afternoon I was waiting impatiently for Melanie to come from Luxembourg to spend another beautiful weekend. Flying to Salzburg, my hometown, meeting my parents was always a beautiful and special happening for Melanie and for my parents as well.

 

The whole atmosphere in the agency used to be more relaxed when Horst was away. His Irish temper was very well known, striking a fear in the bones of employees.

The only person who was allowed to talk to him like companion, like friend and equal partner was me … Jesse Jess or Double J, agent of his highest trust.

Every time I used to be in Amsterdam I was sleeping in his house enjoying warm family atmosphere and all the attention and sympathy of Gloria and their little sons.

 

Not once employees were witnessing our quarrels of confronting opinions what to do, how to solve the problems on easiest way.

There was one sentence that enraged him mostly … telling him he is becoming old and inefficient … it always ended up with throwing all the things around him trying to hit me, followed with rich repertoire of profanities.

Last performance of him was just two days before they left for vacation, when I used to take his favorite Bentley without telling him a word.

Taking his Bentley I took his wife Gloria and both kids driving them to Delft on a sightseeing tour … spending there some time I drove them to the headquarters, respecting Gloria s wish to visit her husband before the end of his working day.

 

Entering the building, meeting him in the lobby I was smiling knowing what is going to happen … seeing me laughing he started to complain about the car and that provoked Gloria to answer … you old fool I told him to take your car, how you can talk to Jesse like that.

Realizing Gloria s anger and my laugh, he just turned away entering the elevator going into his office adding … go to hell both of you …!

The best thing by him was … after having such escapades he was returning to normal in a second, showing his other face of a good and reliable person and very family oriented husband.

Mostly I really enjoyed our way of communication, causing disbelief among employees hearing us talking. Horst was having just a big mouth and big wish to make him very strict boss.

Jens, the agent who used to be my unofficial deputy for last three years since we freed Melanie used to repeat always … JJ, I heard you talking thousand times to him that way and I still can t believe hearing it!

I just smiled on his words …!

 

Melanie arrived close to 4 pm right on time to catch the airplane for Salzburg … Jens drove us to the airport taking care about agency over the weekend.

Taking a taxi from the airport to my house I was calling my mother, asking her to prepare some lovely pancakes for me and Melanie.

My parents did like her very much saying me from time to time to settle down with such a beautiful girl.

It was not a secret they didn t like my job, considering it as too dangerous for me, caring always about their only son of course.

 

Spending two hours with my parents, taking a shower after that, we decided to go out visiting my favorite cocktail bar Flips, where atmosphere used to be always great, especially in the days of Advent.

Seeing my friends in a good mood I ordered drinks for all guests present, making them saluting and toasting to Melanie and me, ordering Cosmopolitan cocktail for her and Harvey Wallbanger for me of course.

Telling to deejay to put some good music I made a good basis for a party that followed, of course making Melanie the star of the night. When it was about music Melanie was absolutely unbeatable, dancing all night long until early morning hours, making us to be back into my apartment around 5 am.

 

Next day we used to stay in bed until 11 am, having already my mother on the phone asking us to come upstairs for a breakfast.

I decided to invite my parents for a common lunch going to Die Weisse restaurant that served typical Austrian food … delicious dishes to enjoy!

Having a lovely atmosphere during lunch we used to discuss about Austrian food … hearing my father complaining about some things my mother told … oh come on Jack, you are Brit you know nothing about good food, didn t we complete this countless times already, you are saying this just to provoke me, don t you darling?

Father was smiling answering … my son, it is useless to discuss about food with your mother she knows best about cooking and thanks God we used to be fed properly all these years. Looking lovingly my mom he continued saying … Gabriela you are such a beautiful wife and a great cook and I am so happy having you next to me all this years! Saying this, my father embraced her kissing her hair becoming flying kiss in return.

It is better for you to say something like that Jack, otherwise you could stay hungry in Advent time!

We all laughed sweetly about their little quarrel, it was some kind of folkloric for me and I loved most seeing them so united in love to each other after so many years, they were exceptional parents addicted to family and family s values.

Moving out of the restaurant around 4 pm I proposed them to have a cup of coffee in Cafe Tomaselli on Alter Markt Square, which was a proposition they liked very much.

 

Coming back home late afternoon about 6 pm my parents were thankful for having such a lovely afternoon with us telling … kids you made us happy as always, make a rest for a while and come up to say us hello before you go out for another dance evening.

 

It was Sunday morning … we were sitting around the table enjoying lovely breakfast prepared by my mother, spending time speaking about coming Christmas and things she is going to prepare for us.

After some time we left my parents going out for a walk having such a lovely day in front of us, it was perfect opportunity to stretch our legs walking across down town, climbing Hohensalzburg Castle situated atop the Festungsberg hill, which was offering magnificent view over the entire city and beyond.

Coming back home late afternoon with a big hunger, we spent beautiful evening enjoying delicious dinner, drinking some fine wine together with my parents.

Having early morning flight to Amsterdam at 6.30 am we supposed to leave my apartment latest at 5.15 am and therefore we saluted my parents, right before going to bed.

 

I was in a deep sleep when my cell phone ringed … seeing Jens name on display I assumed something happened, but I didn t expect such a bad news.

Hearing Jens voice I realized something bad happened noticing a note of panic in his voice, asking him what is going on?

JJ, they are hijacked and we received a phone call about a minute ago.

Wait Jens, what you are talking about, who has been hijacked … calm down and give me some more information.

Horst, Gloria and both kids has been kidnapped yesterday somewhere in front of Somalia s coast by fucking pirates or someone else, I don t know …

Who told you that Jens, who phoned you how they know our phone number … did you get some phone number we can contact?

Yes I have the phone number we suppose to call, it is one probably pre-paid or secret number in Djibouti … we checked already comparing international phone code numbers.

Ok. Jens well done, we have flight to Amsterdam at 6.30 am and I ll be with you in couple of hours, in meantime you call our best men to be there when I show up, especially agents who were together with us liberating Melanie three years ago. Call all PC specialists to be there too, logistic people … best, call all the employees and open the agency one hour before official time telling them we have highest alarm situation.

 

Cutting the line I saw sleepy and frightened views of Melanie who perfectly recognized something serious happened.

Watching Melanie I told her … honey call your father after landing and tell him that Horst and his family has been kidnapped somewhere in Somali waters and ask him about to give us his bank private jet on disposal and the pilots too of course, in case we need it.

Glancing at the clock I realized it is 4.30 am and it was already time to wake up for us to be ready to catch our flight.

Dam it … was my comment, how these idiots found them near Somalia, is Horst lost his sense of judgment or what, could be it is Gloria s idea … fuck this is bad, this is more than bad this could be deadly for them.

 

 

 

Chapter II

 

 

 

Flight to Amsterdam took us about two hours and 15 minutes with one stop.

Exiting the airport building one agent was already there driving us right in front of the company building.

Coming inside I saw all the agents in the lobby with very serious expression on their faces, all logistic staff people were there too, in short there were around 300 personnel in the lobby waiting for me.

 

Jens is there something new I should know, did you have some new calls or something … was my first question.

Nothing JJ, we didn t call given number expecting you to decide.

Turning to Melanie I told her … honey call your father right away and ask him about giving us his jet on disposal if needed.

Turning to the agents I continued … agents we ll see in next hours what is to do, I need thirty men, best snipers, best fighters, best shooters, best divers, best swimmers, agents who are ready to kill if needed … I don t know where we are going to fight … sea or land, but I know we are going to free Horst and his family for sure, leaving deep track behind us as warning for everybody to don t undertake something like that in future.

Kidnapping the Boss of the biggest and the most famous detective agency in Europe and one of the best in the world is totally non acceptable and we have to be surgical precise and merciless.

I am sure it is gonna be tough, might be some of us are going to get hurt or wounded …

Take your time in next half an hour and step forward if you want to join me, of course I am asking non married men to join me first. I don t know what is eventually in front of us moving into this weird and very dangerous region where human live is not respected at all. Somalia is unknown country to me, but it looks pretty inhospitable. Djibouti is also totally unknown to me but suppose to be pretty quiet, it s kind of getaway to Suez Channel … big harbor.

We are going to deal with good fighters and cold blood killers, they are not going to have any mercy for us, but believe me they are going to remember us for a long period.

But first of all we have to be sure they are really kidnapped and that means I have to hear Horsts voice having him on the other side of the line.

Anyhow I need 30 men to stand by in the building ready to go. Everything you need you ll become right away, it will be organized by our staff ladies.

All available weapons with silencers must be checked as soon as possible, parabolic spy recorders, spyglasses, pagers, cell phones and chargers, small portable batteries, doses of snake antidote, proper boots …

Turning to the staff ladies I told them … ladies check what kind of electric grid they are having there, check what language they speak there, find me out everything possible about this fucking states, about their habits, tradition, everything about their social and political system, find out what states are supporting them and who is against them, eventual military bases situated on the ground, find and print every possible detail you can dig out … do not miss anything, because it can costs us our lives if we start the action.

Nobody leaves the building without my or Jens s permission and you are staying here as long as needed, this means you are going to sleep here if the situation requires. You used to have relaxed two weeks with me and now it s the moment to do something serious, get to work please and contact the catering company to bring us some food around noon.

Calling Horst s secretary I told her to dial some numbers for me telling … Monika keep calling them and I want African and Mediterranean map on my table right now. Find someone who is speaking fluent French, because I think it is French interesting zone and French ex colony, but first of all call this number in Djibouti.

Jens you stay with the agents and respect their wish to join us or to stay here, in half an hour I want to see our team.

Every man who is going to be a part of a team needs his passport and will become also the fake one in case of need.

 

Seeing me in that kind of issue most of staff people were surprised and frightened, having just relaxed and friendly contact with me … realizing that I told them … dear friends we are all one team and we used to have friendly contact always, it is going to stay that way, but now we have to do our best, even more than that … let s go!

Melanie did join me entering Horst s office saying … darling, you were perhaps too rude a bit they are all frightened, but last two sentences did relax them for a while.

Melanie our friends are in deepest sheet and I have no information about anything, did you call your father … I am going to do this right away Jesse.

Do it please, fuck how it happened they are kidnapped in Somali waters and we are receiving call from Djibouti, how they know, they must be connected somehow … in that moment Monika did enter the office with one girl telling … JJ, Inga is speaking fluent French, what you want her to do?

Ok. Monika now you can call Djibouti could be they are speaking only French, because Jens told me it was funny English to understand and let Inga to be near you.

Seeing Melanie phoning her father probably, I turned to her in expectation of confirmative answer and I was right, her father approved possible use of the aircraft, it was to expect in such a situation.

 

JJ, Djibouti on the line I ll put them through … well done Monika, where is Inga … she is coming to you …

Taking the phone I heard man s voice with terrible English accent … asking him if he speaks French, I was becoming affirmative answer and I left up the phone to Inga.

 

After few minutes talk with Mr. nobody in Djibouti I was not much smarter than before, only approximate location where it all happened was a new detail that could be of use in near future.

Told location was around horn Of Somalia … so much undefined location, fuck.

 

I thanked to Inga telling her to stand by in case I ll need her again … calling Monika to call Jens to come into my office.

In meantime while I was waiting for Jens I told gently to Melanie to go to Luxembourg adding … darling there is nothing you can do more for us and it is better for you to go back to your parents, we ll stay in touch whole the time honey, even if we go away.

 

JJ, France on the phone your friends Francois and Alain … Monika, tell them I ll call them back in five minutes again.

Kissing Melanie, I accompanied her to the elevator comforting her everything is going to be fine.

I hope so Jesse I still remember that feeling of hopeless and weakness …

I know honey but we gonna make it somehow, have a safe flight back home and call me when you arrive … take care Melanie. One of our agents will bring you to the airport staying with you as long as needed of course. Say hello to your lovely parents!

Coming back to office I saw Jens … asking him about team I became a positive answer … we are having 30 men ready to go JJ, the whole team who rescued Melanie and other 18 excellent agents.

Super Jens let me call my French friends all hardened French criminals but good friends of mine, without their help would be impossible to free Melanie three years ago.

 

Having Francois and Alain on the line I asked them after few opening phrases … my dear friends do you have any connections in Djibouti, it is state with very much French influence and unfortunately I have to say that Horst has been kidnapped together with his entire family.

Nice to hear you JJ, Alain is besides me and we are happy to hear you, but this with Horst and his family is a big sheet JJ we have to save them, what you want us to do, how we can help?

As I told you Francois, they have been kidnapped in Somali waters where pirates did attack cruise ship owned by one company from Djibouti probably. My question is do you have somebody in Djibouti who can help us and supply us with arms and some domestic guides who know regional habits, tradition, having experience in moving through the region etc.